If you haven’t done it already, you need to watch the last episode of Kitchen Nightmare with Gordon Ramsey. It’s the worst restaurant owned by the worst people yet.
Oh jesus christ, this is golden, thank you.
She might be the perfect textbook example of narcissistic personality disorder.
On rare occasions I come across fine people like the ones in this episode. Always a pleasure.
(via noxidassylem)
So this video started going around my facebook today, with about a dozen of my female friends sharing the link with comments like, and “Everyone needs to see this”, and “All girls should watch this,” and “This made me cry.” And I’m not trying to shame those girls! I definitely understand why they would do so. And I don’t want to be a killjoy. But as I clicked the link and started watching the video, I started to feel a slight sense of discomfort. I couldn’t put my finger on why that was, exactly, but it continued throughout the whole thing. After watching the video several more times, I have some thoughts…
I don’t really care for that dove commercial myself. BEING BEAUTIFUL IS THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS, LADIES!
Bleh!
For the last year and a half I had been struggling with depression.
For the past year and a half I have been on this drug called Nexium for my acid reflux problems. Though the drug is a miracle worker on my stomach, it also has a 1 in 10,000 chance of giving you depression, and I won the lottery.
I thought I was depressed because it runs strong in my family, and though I’d never struggled with it before, I assumed it had just caught up to me, plus my alternative medication was Nexium’s sister drug Rabeprazole, which quite literally made me so depressed I spent day after day curled in the fetal position sobbing, or bursting into tears in front of customers at my cashier job, that was fun too. So compared to Rabeprazole’s sobfest, Nexium making me just a little sad was unnoticeable. Still I should have made the connection.
I’d spent the last year and a half struggling with things. I went from a solid B student to barely passing, I was too depressed to do much more than sit at my computer and stare at the screen, I would lay in bed constantly thinking of and fearing death.
Then, in late February the teacher hands back one of my projects of which I get 16/100. I look at it and think “Fuck this shit, I’m better than this!”
I started searching for a root cause for my problems. I researched Nexium to see if it had given other people depression. I found forum after forum full of people telling their stories about how Nexium ate their soul.
My stomach had been pretty good for awhile, so I decided to try dropping the Nexium and switching to a steady diet of over-the-counter Zantac. It’s not as strong, and there are days when I feel ill, but it does the job well enough, and as far as I could tell nobody ever got depression from Zantac.
In the days following ditching the Nexium, I felt like I had awoken from a deep sleep. I was happier, more energetic, I could focus better, I dance to music and crack jokes that make my husband laugh (forgot I could do that!) work ethic shot through the roof, and I again fell in love with my work and art again in a way I had almost forgot.
And the bad thoughts are gone, and the days on end of feeling sad and unmotivated and hoping tomorrow would be better are gone. I don’t feel the need to write depressing shit on my tumblr anymore, so that’s a plus too.
Still, it’s also thanks to Nexium that I’m where I am now. Before the meds I was incredibly sick. My stomach was on fire 24/7 and Nexium was the only thing that did anything. It might have been an ulcer but none of my dumb doctors bothered to even check my stomach until months after being on the Nexium and things seeming to fix themselves up in there. (I’m still stuck with acid reflux, even if my stomach is no longer on fire, so honestly I don’t know what was/is wrong with my stomach)
It’s a strange double-edged sword, so I don’t know how I should feel towards the drug. Grateful? Angry? I don’t know. Guess it just is what it is.
My need to be comfortable has doomed me to forever look like a homeless person.
This is so me, except it was a hoodie I stole from my brother’s friend
Trying to draw more animated characters, seeing as I’m an animator and all. This gal’s name is Maria from a webcomic I drew in my teens. She’s a waitress from hell, haha.
This is what was hot when I was in high school. Ahh, the memories of waiting for the next step to come out…
Almost finished “The Warded Man” by Peter V Brett. It’s a fantasy novel about a world where demons rise from the earth each night and eat anyone who isn’t behind a magical barrier called a Ward. The story follows three people as they grow up in the land and eventually meet.
It’s a decent book, typical B story plot. The characters are well fleshed out and their stories are interesting enough. Downsides are it does fall to some disappointing cliches, such as *spoiler* the female character getting character development through getting raped. Throwing rape into a story just because never sat right with me.
Otherwise it’s a fun little romp, though I have noticed that the author is very attached to the line “His/her eyes widened.” Seriously somebody’s eyes are widening every third paragraph, and I’ve started going into giggle fits every time I heard it (Audiobook).
This is why i wont wear a bra, ill just shoot it off my chest into someone’s face.
I haven’t mastered the shirt explosion but I got the rest down
I must learn to master this technique.
Anyone else use ConceptArt.org? It’s an art forum where serious artists go to connect with other people serious about improving their art skills and getting critiques and whatnot. I’ve been part of the site for years and learned so much, as there is some amazing, awesome people there, but currently they’re in the middle of a giant scandal where they’ve not been paying royalties to the artists who made tutorial videos that the site sells. The site has not been near it’s former glory for a long time now, but it looks like this might be the last nail to their coffin.
